Peacock's slightly excited shouting attracted the attention of many passers-by around, but people only glanced at Peacock and the other two quickly and then looked away.
As the number of foreign populations in various countries increased, the indigenous people had long become accustomed to these outsiders who made a fuss.
Noticing the gazes of the people around him, young Smoker couldn't help but lower his head in embarrassment.
Although he, like Peacock, had never seen such a strange sight as Chocolate Town, Smoker felt ashamed to stand next to the "country bumpkin" Peacock.
Young people are thin-skinned and always have this inexplicable self-esteem.
Compared to Smoker, Peacock seemed much more innocent and natural. She seemed to have forgotten that she was a "spy". After arriving on the island, she was immediately attracted by the wonderful scenery and sweet food of Chocolate Town, and was a little selfless for a while.
Peacock took out a small pink purse from his arms, and without paying any attention to Smoker and Vergo who were traveling with him, he left the team and rushed to the street stall.
The huge influx of foreign population also made the commercial economy of Wano Country begin to prosper. After decades of "transformation" by the Big Mom Pirates, these islands in Wano Country now have their own "unique desserts" in different towns.
Like the stall that aroused Peacock's shopping interest at this moment, the owner is an old woman from the Long-Handed Tribe who is about 60 years old. In front of the simply dressed proprietress are a wide variety of chocolate dolls. The dolls are only the size of a thumb, with bright colors and rich details.
If these little dolls didn't emit an enticing chocolate aroma, it would be hard for others to imagine that these exquisite little objects are actually made of chocolate.
The old woman's stall is just one of many stalls on the streets of Chocolate Town. The chocolate products displayed on the other stalls are also unique, exquisite and delicate.
It can be seen to what extent the chocolate craft on this island has developed.
In this ocean, being able to have enough food and clothing is definitely a luxury that many ordinary people can only dream of. It is so difficult for ordinary people to fill their stomachs. For many people, chocolate is simply a food that only exists in dreams.
If you pick any one of these pastry chefs on the island and put them in the outside world, they would all be top masters.
Peacock has lived in the Navy Headquarters since she was a child. Because she is the granddaughter of Crane, she has received the most rigorous training since she was a child. But in the final analysis, she is a true second-generation seaman, and her living standard is far beyond that of ordinary people. Only a girl like her can develop an aesthetic taste and interest in food.
Ordinary people who lack supplies don’t care whether the food is exquisite or not, they only care about whether there is food to eat.
"Little girl, do you like it?!"
“These are all made from the finest cocoa beans.”
“The taste is top-notch.”
"Girl, you came to Wan Guo from another country, right? You can't eat food like this anywhere else."
As Peacock approached, the long-armed proprietress greeted him warmly. Two long arms stretched out from behind the stall, and her gloved hands gently picked up two little figures and displayed them in front of Peacock.
Peacock's eyes quickly swept over the proprietress's long arms, and a flash of surprise flashed across his eyes. Then, looking at the exquisite doll that the proprietress handed to him, he subconsciously reached out to take it.
But before I even got it, the proprietress retracted her arm and said with a smile, "Girl, this is food. You can't touch it unless you buy it."
The exquisite doll in front of Peacock's eyes flashed, leaving Peacock with an opportunity to catch it. When he heard the boss lady's words, Peacock's face flushed slightly. Then he raised his head and asked crisply, "How much is this?"
"A great deal, 500 Baileys each, buy five, get one free."
The proprietress saw that Peacock was interested and said with a smile.
"Five hundred Baileys."
Peacock muttered as he opened his small purse. This price wasn't cheap; it could buy ten reindeer.
Of course, for a small rich woman like Peacock, it's just a drizzle.
"Ten thousand berries for a little thing like this?!"
“That’s too much!”
"You are blackmailing me!"
"This is the first time I've heard of something this expensive in my life. Do you think I'm easy to bully, you bastard?!"
Just as Peacock opened his wallet to pay, a fierce argument broke out in front of a stall four or five meters away.
The stall next to it sold various carriages made of chocolate, of different sizes. In front of the stall, a sturdy middle-aged man with a lot of jewelry on his body was holding a palm-sized colorful chocolate carriage and yelling at the girl behind the stall.
The stall owner was only 28 years old, thin and petite, with a pretty face. When faced with the customer's questioning, her face was full of grievance, and she explained:
"Sir, the price is clearly marked, and I told you that if you don't want to buy it, you can't touch it, you can only look at it."
“Yes, you said you wanted to buy it.”
"Besides, you've already touched it with your hands, so there's no way you can sell it to someone else."
The young girl explained softly, but the middle-aged man frowned upon hearing this and let out a loud roar:
"ah?!!"
"What did you say?!!"
"Say that again?!"
"What do you have to buy if you touch it with your hands?"
The man couldn't hide his anger, and glared fiercely at the girl setting up the stall. The normally gentle young lady took a step back after being yelled at.
The man saw this and his eyes flashed with joy. It would be too easy for a coward.
"Asshole!"
"You're clearly blackmailing me, yet you still dare to argue?!"
"I won't pay a cent for this thing back to you!"
As he spoke, the man hurled the chocolate cart at the young lady behind the stall. Even though it was made of chocolate, the solid material meant it was quite heavy, and the structure of the "carriage" also made it full of sharp edges and corners.
"Bang!"
The carriage hit the girl directly on the head, and the weak proprietress fell down. Blood flowed directly from the girl's head and flowed down her cheeks.
"I didn't blackmail you!" The young proprietress fell to the ground in pain. However, she didn't care about the injury on her head at this moment. She gently pressed her head with one hand, raised her head and defended herself with tears in her eyes.
The commotion here has attracted the attention of many people, and pedestrians and tourists have gathered here.
“Serves you right!”
When the jeweled man saw the young proprietress injured, a flash of panic appeared in his eyes, but he quickly regained his composure, grinned, and shouted loudly.
"Hey! You all saw it, this guy was the one who blackmailed me first!"
"But I wasn't the first to do it!"
"Everyone, be careful! This little girl is so young and has no morals. Don't buy anything from her!"
As if to make his behavior seem legitimate, the man shouted loudly and "explained" to the onlookers who gathered around him.
His words actually stirred up the public's emotions easily. When they heard that the little girl was a scammer, a group of people gathered around the stall and started talking about it, all of them looking like they were enjoying a good show.
Seeing that the spectators were all on his side, the man also showed a "smug" smile on his face. He looked down at the girl behind the stall and warned arrogantly:
"Remember today's lesson and don't lie to others again!"
"Otherwise, I'll have someone smash your stall!"
At this time, the young proprietress was slumped on the ground, the blood had blurred her vision. Under the gaze of a group of onlookers, she opened her mouth to explain, but when the words came to her lips, they were blocked by the other party.
Bankoku has only been open to the outside world for a short time, and a large portion of the local indigenous people are well protected. Most people living in Bankoku are not eligible to come into contact with the Big Mom Pirates. All they have to do is live their lives, make desserts for Big Mom, and regularly contribute their lifespans.
The biggest "leader" on the island is actually the Minister of Chocolate back then, but he is not someone that ordinary people can reach.
The young proprietress is young and has always been protected by her parents. This time, she wanted to take advantage of the opening of the world to earn some money for the family with her skills, but she didn't expect to meet such a bad customer.
Having never experienced such a thing before, she shed tears of grievance. Tears and blood mixed together and dripped down, wetting her light blue dress.
The man, covered in jewels, saw the pitiful appearance of the young proprietress and felt no sympathy at all. He sneered and prepared to leave.
"Hey, you idiot! The price is clearly written on the label, how can you say they're blackmailing you?!"
"Besides, this is food. It's been touched by your pig's feet. Who can I sell it to?!"
Just when the wronged girl was feeling confused and helpless, a cold voice came from the front of the stall.
Slowly raising his head, he saw a young man with white hair grabbing the wrist of the evil guest and shouting angrily.
The commotion here attracted the attention of many people, and Smoker and the others naturally noticed the abnormality here.
After listening for a while, Smoker naturally grasped the situation. Ignoring Vergo's obstruction, he stepped forward to support and quickly grabbed the culprit who wanted to escape from the scene.
"Who are you, man?"
"Mind your own business?!"
"Do you know who I am?"
The man who was stopped by Smoker frowned, and shook his arms but failed to shake off Smoker's hand. His heart tightened involuntarily, and he shouted angrily.
However, under the man's scolding, Smoker's expression was dull, and he had no intention of letting go. "You hurt someone, and you want to leave like this?"
"You are responsible for her injuries, and you also need to compensate for the things you damaged."
"Where do you want to go?"
Smoker said, suppressing the anger in his chest and tightening his grip on the man's hand.
"Asshole, let go!"
"Do you know who I am? I am Zubin Hagen, the chief steward of Lord Cavendish of the Kingdom of Rommel."
"Lord Cavendish will soon be a member of the New Navy. If you offend me, you will offend the New Navy!"
"Don't let go of my hand!"
Zubin Hagen felt the force coming from his wrist. The slight pain made him panic, but covering up his panic was rage. Zubin Hagen's voice was a little shrill as he scolded Smoker.
As soon as he said this, the spectators around him suddenly became quiet.
When foreign tourists heard the name of the New Navy, they immediately looked at Zubin Hagen in awe; and the natives of Chocolate Town, after hearing Zubin Hagen's words, looked at Zubin Hagen with strange expressions, as if they were looking at something "precious".
"Yeah?!"
"So what?"
Smoker was not moved at all, and the strength in his hands increased a little.
Behind the stall, the young proprietress had regained her composure by this point. Seeing that Smoker seemed to be about to start a conflict with Zubin Hagen, she was immediately startled and was about to stand up to dissuade him.
A fragrant breeze blew over, and Peacock's figure had already arrived beside her. He gently supported the young proprietress and said softly, "Don't worry, we will help you!"
"I will never let the person who bullied you get away like this!"
While Peacock was speaking, Smoker had already frowned and increased his strength. Feeling Smoker's dominance, Zubin Hagen was about to beg for mercy when a clear and sharp voice reached his ears.
"Sir, what are you going to do to my butler?!"
"If he did anything wrong, I apologize to you on his behalf."
"Please let him go."
The voice reached the crowd, and the crowd subconsciously made way for it. Smoker glanced sideways and saw a white horse clattering through the crowd and approaching him.
Sitting on the white horse was a blond young man in white gorgeous clothes. The boy had a handsome face and because of his young age, he gave people a childish feeling.
Although the visitor was not very old, he was quite imposing when he spoke.
"Master Cavendish."
"These villains. These"
When Zubin Hagen saw the person coming, he exclaimed in surprise, but there was a deep fear hidden in his eyes.
Cavendish on the white horse raised his hand to stop Zubin Hagen from saying anything else, looked around the field, and dismounted.
Ignoring Zubin Hagen, he quickly crossed the stall and walked to the injured young proprietress. He slowly squatted down, took out a handkerchief from his suit pocket, gently pressed it on the wound on her forehead, and said softly:
"I'm so sorry."
"I apologize to you for his reckless behavior. No matter what compensation you offer, I will never refuse it as long as you ask."
"I hope I can get your forgiveness."
Cavendish bowed slightly and apologized sincerely. Seeing his expression, both Peacock and Smoker were stunned for a moment, and then their expressions relaxed slightly. Smoker shook off Zubin Hagen's hand and looked at Cavendish curiously.
When the injured young proprietress heard this, she stared blankly at the handsome young boy in front of her, her cheeks flushed, and she nodded slightly.
The girl who was crying just now because of being wronged, now actually became crazy?!
Peacock noticed the appearance of the girl in his arms, and was shocked and confused.
"Thanks."
Cavendish smiled faintly and spoke with a hint of gratitude. Then, under the gaze of Peacock and the others, Cavendish slowly stood up, his smile faded, and walked towards Smoker and Zubin Hagen.
Arriving in front of Smoker, Cavendish glanced down at Zubin Hagen's blood-red wrist, which was clamped by Smoker, and his expression was unhappy.
"Sir, please apologize to my housekeeper."
Cavendish looked at Smoker, who was a head taller than him, and suddenly spoke.
His words also made Smoker's face tighten. He suspected that he had heard it wrongly. He scratched his ears in disbelief and asked, "What did you say?!"
"Please apologize to my butler." Cavendish repeated seriously, his handsome face full of determination.
When Zubin Hagen heard this, a hint of joy appeared in his eyes.
And Smoker also frowned at this moment, his face darkening slightly: "What if I don't?"
Cavendish did not say anything. He intended to use his actions to make the other party understand the consequences of rejection.
"call out--"
There was a sudden sound in the air, and Cavendish suddenly drew out the long sword from his waist and stabbed directly at Smoker.
“!!!”
This sudden change made it impossible for everyone to react. When the onlookers saw Cavendish actually using a knife, they immediately dispersed.
The weak girl who was protected by Peacock couldn't help but let out a low cry when she saw this:
"No, don't fight on the street, you will be"
Before she could warn him, Cavendish's sword had already reached Smoker. His original intention was just to frighten the man into submission, and just as he was about to place the tip of his sword on his chest, he saw Smoker's figure suddenly disappear.
"What!"
Cavendish's pupils shrank slightly, and he quickly pulled back the sword to block his chest.
“Bang!!!”
The next moment, Cavendish felt a huge force in his abdomen, and he flew backwards. After tumbling in the air for several weeks, he finally released the force and landed steadily on the ground.
At the place where Cavendish was originally, Smoker maintained his punching posture and looked up at Cavendish.
The two looked at each other, both feeling the pressure from each other.
(End of this chapter)
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